Zhuang De's past lives

In the usual study, work and life, everyone will always come into contact with the composition, which requires a complete chapter structure and must avoid an endless composition. So have you ever studied composition? The following are my past life compositions, which are for reference only. I hope they can help you.

Past lives, windows, chimneys.

In the past full of myths and legends, windows were chimneys. At that time, it was just a small grid, used for ventilation, ventilation and lighting. If it is too big, it will break easily, and it will not be well protected from wind and rain.

The moon adorns the window, and the window adorns the poem. Window, simple and quiet. That's pushing open the window "the window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the door of Wu Dong Wan Li boating", that's guarding the window "the phoenix tree is more raining, and the dusk is dripping", that's eye-catching "flourishing leaves, the Millennium first frost", and even closing the window "when * * * cuts the candle in the west window, it's talking about the rain at night".

There are paintings in the window and poems in the paintings, which are naturally born in our eyes and rooted in our hearts. The window faithfully records the pride and sighs of generations, and is not afraid of wind and rain. How many lives start at the window and finally go out at the window.

This life, windows, decorations.

Out of the window, I suddenly can't remember his appearance. After a long time of washing, a lot of beautiful things are precipitated, but in the end they will have a more complicated taste. People begin to pursue themselves, everything is covered with their own aesthetics, and naturally they will not let go of the window.

Look at that window. Roots, leaves and flowers are sprouting ... the carving skills are exquisite and the production level is advanced, but it blocks poetry by the window and captures people's hearts. People are not as fearless as before, but now they are afraid-afraid that the window will be blown by the wind and the window will be washed away by the heavy rain, so they can't see people who don't wear makeup.

What about the window? It is no longer the vent of the outside world, but the display of modern art and the manifestation of self-connotation. Window, sincere treatment, his happiness, because his value is constantly being created, has become a symbol of culture, a symbol of thought. Its world is getting bigger and bigger. Although there is no wind and rain, there is true feelings. However, it will still remember those eyes staring out of the window, feeling the sigh under the window, and remembering the expectation and surprise under the window.

However, the smallest voice will be heard by love. The window found that whenever someone saw it, he would always tell the story he had told and cry or laugh for it. Windows, decorated with traces of time, decorated with yesterday's dreams, decorated with people's hearts now, give people fearless strength.

Past lives, outside the window, the constant is love. What remains unchanged is that there is always the smell of sunshine brought by a breeze, which dispels the haze of a room and makes spring blossom.